The door was knocked.
Wang Tianfeng, who was sitting at the table while on the phone, frowned. After he spoke a few more sentences to his sister regarding taking care of his father, he cleared his throat.
"Come in."
The door was pushed open. The person who came in almost made Wang Tianfeng’s eyes pop out.
"Jiang, Jiang Chen?!"
"That’s right. You recognize me?" Jiang Chen casually sat on the sofa in the office as he smiled at Wang Tianfeng.
He heard Wang Tianfeng was Wang Linhua’s son; they indeed resembled each other.
Arrogance was apparent in his eyes.
He didn’t understand why Jiang Chen would appear in this place. Future Technology had business here? The natives barely even used smartphones here.
"Of course, I'm asking you guys to leave the place." Jiang Chen looked at Wang Tianfeng with a grin.
Wang Tianfeng thought he heard wrong.
"What?"
